The next day, An Moxue went to the investigation team as usual.

She still didn't meddle in other people's business. However, when she went to see those four people in the morning, in addition to Shen Mingcheng accompanying her, An Moxue also called two other people. They wanted to refuse, but she could tell from their obvious intentions.

With just one sentence, "Aren't you curious about their reaction when they see me? Besides, I look a lot like my mother. Maybe there will be a pleasant surprise!" they swallowed the words they were about to say.

Then, An Moxue said "Wait a minute" and sat down at the table, starting to apply makeup to her face. When she looked up, several people were surprised and opened their mouths wide.

An Moxue looked at them and asked, "Does it look similar? Is there anything else that needs to be changed?" They all shook their heads.

The others were completely baffled. Those who were surprised explained that An Moxue's outfit was imitating her mother, Lan Dieyi, and that she looked remarkably like her.

At this moment, An Moxue packed her things into a bag, and then said to Shen Mingcheng and the other two, "Pay attention to the expressions of Shi Ende and the other three in a moment." Shen Mingcheng and the other two understood what she meant.

It was a cloudy day, the light was dim, and a storm seemed imminent. An Moxue felt as if the weather was on her side, creating an atmosphere conducive to her mood.

So, when the four of them arrived, they opened the room door as agreed beforehand, with An Moxue at the front, and she spoke in the same tone as Lan Dieyi.

As expected, Shi Ende was unfazed when he heard a somewhat familiar voice, but when he looked up and saw Lan Dieyi, played by An Moxue, his eyes were filled with horror and disbelief, and he muttered to himself, "Impossible, impossible, absolutely impossible!"

An Moxue slowly approached him, her footsteps so light they could be ignored.

He muttered to himself as he backed away in fear. An Moxue's voice was also somewhat empty. "How is it impossible? You cruelly murdered my husband and me, and you won't even let me take revenge? Don't worry, I won't let your family off either. Your son is ten years old this year, right? Don't worry, I will bring him to join you."

He screamed hysterically, "No, you can't do that!"

An Moxue was also emotional. "If you can do it, why can't I! I can! Just wait for the news, it will be soon." After she finished speaking, she left the room at an incredible speed, as if her arrival was an illusion.

"No!"

He ran frantically towards the outside, but was stopped by Shen Mingcheng and the others, who shouted angrily, "Shi Ende, what are you trying to do?"

"I saw Lan Dieyi! She's trying to kill my son! I have to stop her!"

"She killed your son, and what was her reason? Absurd! You, a proletarian revolutionary fighter, are so superstitious! How come we didn't see that?" Shen Mingcheng shouted.

The other two nodded, their faces showing utter despair. He had finally quieted down; he had no choice but to remain quiet, as he was firmly pinned to the ground!

He insisted on looking at the group seriously and asked, "You really didn't see Lan Dieyi?"

"No," the three answered quickly and decisively.

He recalled the deaths of Zhang Xiangdong and the other five people, and tentatively asked, "Has the case of Zhang Xiangdong and the other five people been solved?"

The three men shook their heads. Now, he was even more convinced that Lan Dieyi had come for revenge. For the sake of his hard-won son, he couldn't let anything happen to him. He knew he wouldn't be able to leave this place clean this time. He tentatively asked again, "If I tell you everything I know, will you let my son go?"

After a while, he heard a long sigh: "Fine, as long as you tell me everything you know, I'll let your son go, as a way of bringing good fortune to my daughter."

The three men, including Shen Mingcheng, stared at him, looking at each other as if he had lost his mind, making him very uncomfortable. He seemed to have let out a sigh of relief and said, "I'll confess everything, just please don't hurt my son."

Shen Mingcheng and the other two looked at him, not knowing what to say. The investigation showed that he had five daughters before having this son, and he cherished him terribly. It seems that this Comrade An is indeed not simple and knows more about things.

The three men suppressed their restless hearts, took him into the house, prepared pens and paper, and began the interrogation.

An Moxue stood by the wall outside the door, listening to every word they asked. They were asking more detailed questions than she had asked the night before.

As she listened to the interrogation, she thought to herself, "See, I still have to use some tricks."

The medication I took last night, combined with the incense I was wearing today, creates a hallucinogenic effect, amplifying certain emotions in people's minds.

In his extreme fear, he would overlook many details and believe that he was Lan Dieyi's ghost.

When Shen Mingcheng and the other two came out, they saw An Moxue standing under the eaves with her head down, and they couldn't tell what her emotions were.

Shen Mingcheng asked, "Comrade An, shall we continue?"

"Keep going, see? Isn't the effect great?"

Next, the four of them did the same to the remaining three. An Moxue accurately grasped the weaknesses of the three and made them confess honestly. This brought a breakthrough to the investigation of the case, especially the matter of the female assistant, which had not been found before. This allowed the country to find out a spy, especially one in an important position in scientific research.

The four returned to the investigation team, and the three of them, except for An Moxue, looked much better.

As soon as I entered the office, someone noticed and rushed forward to ask, "Did you find anything?"

"Yes." The three answered in unison. One of them was the team leader in charge of the case. He said, "I'll first report to the leader about the female assistant and the latest developments in the case. Then we'll go over the details of the case in more detail. There's no doubt that An Muyang and his wife were murdered. The next step is to find more evidence to prove who the mastermind is."

Some people raised a question: "But how exactly did Zhang Xiangdong and the others die? We still have no clue."

The person next to him glanced at him, indicating that he did not recognize this simpleton. Where did this idiot come from?

The focus of public opinion has always been on the cause of death of An Muyang and his wife. Once the cause of death is found out, they are the ones who deserve to die. They are dead, so what? Does it matter if the cause of death cannot be found out?

I really don't know how someone so clueless got into the investigation team. Was it because he was so straightforward?

The members of the investigation team each performed their duties, while An Moxue acted as if she were invisible, thinking about her next plan. Zhu Zhen was the key; only when he fell would her goal be successfully achieved.

Others see her as relaxed and seemingly unconcerned, but only she knows that this step will determine how her next plan proceeds—whether it will be done domestically or internationally.

But in reality, can the plan really be completed so smoothly?